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Summary

Robin Wild, a black forklift truck driver and systemic design coder, has been accepted for a scholarship to Princeton University, marking a significant transition in her life from Berlin to the USA.

Abstract

Robin Wild, who has been relatively quiet on Medium, has shared the news of her acceptance into a scholarship program at Princeton University in the USA. This opportunity has left her in a state of wonder, as she transitions from her life in Berlin, where she has been living with her daughter May and three others, to the intellectual environment of Princeton. Despite her initial nervousness about moving to America, a country she associates with racial issues and a culture of 'bigger is better', Robin is supported by her uncle Oswald, an astrophysicist, and is excited about the educational opportunities for both herself and her daughter. She reflects on the potential stories that may have led to her scholarship, including her writings on Medium for various publications, and contemplates her future in America. Robin, who now goes by Bee Wilder, is preparing for the move by planning a farewell party, visiting family, and seeking support from her mentor, Desiree Driesenaar. She remains committed to maintaining her 'wild streak' and invites her readers to support her journey financially, as she cannot work while studying.

Opinions

  • Robin Wild expresses uncertainty about which of her stories on Medium led to her scholarship offer, mentioning publications like Code Like a Girl and Unpopular Opinions.
  • She harbors concerns about fitting into American culture, particularly given its reputation for racial bias and the grandiosity of its societal values.
  • Robin is excited about the educational opportunities at Princeton, especially in fields like astrophysics, quantum physics, and dynamic math.
  • She acknowledges the support from her uncle Oswald and her mentor, Desiree Driesenaar, in making this significant life change.
  • Despite the changes ahead, Robin is determined to stay true to herself and her independent opinions, as evidenced by her decision to change her profile name to Bee Wilder.
  • She openly seeks financial assistance from her readers, acknowledging the high cost of living in the USA and her inability to work while on scholarship.
  • Robin is optimistic about her daughter May's ability to adapt to the new environment and education system in America.

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Breaking News: I Landed a Scholarship to Princeton! Promise, I Won’t Lose My Wild Streak

What can happen with a few stories on Medium

Self-portrait made in the Night Cafe AI community

I’m silent these days. My friends in Berlin ask me what’s wrong. But nothing’s wrong. I’m just in a state of complete wonder. Me, Robin Wild, was just asked to apply for a scholarship to Princeton, USA, and was then immediately accepted.

Me, myself, and I. From a black forklift truck driver and systemic design coder catapulted into the intellectual of the intellectuals.

Sometimes things can go fast when you become a writer.

What story did it, I wonder?

I really don’t know. They didn’t tell me.

Was it a story I published via Code Like a Girl, Dinah Davis (She/Her)?

Or AfroSapiophile, Johnny Silvercloud?

Modern Women, ADEOLA SHEEHY-ADEKALE?

Or Unpopular Opinions, Melanie J.?

I didn’t publish many more stories. I don’t even have that many followers here. But I’ve always wanted to get an university opportunity and here it is. Am I a powerful manifester after all? Through Medium? Through my being just me. And doing what I do. Write independent opinions.

They said it was a story on Medium that attracted their attention. And yes, I am a polymath. I love linguistic intellectualism in the overflow of hardcore dynamic math and science. So, that might be it.

Was it my practical futurism based on Gaia Theory? Was it my big aim? My bold statement? Did they believe me it is possible when I say…

Black Mums 4 President!

I really don’t know! And as they say in intellectual circles, I’ll just lean into the unknowing in this VUCA world. Volatile. Uncertain. Complex. Ambiguous. Tell me about it…

I’m fully immersed in ambiguous silence at this moment.

Nervous About America

When the letter came, I felt a deep roar in the pit of my stomach. A volcano exploding! I’ve never been to America. I’m used to London and the UK countryside where I grew up. I’m used to Africa where my dad comes from. I’m used to Berlin where I went to live on my 16th at my uncle Oswald’s, the astrophysicist brother of my mum.

And since 5 years, we live with 3 people in Berlin, accompanied by my daughter May. Her dad doesn’t know that he has a child.

We’ve never been to America. Let alone New Jersey. The country of racial issues. The country of bias and big, bigger, biggest. I might feel super small there. What do you think? Would I fit in? You should know.

You, my reader-friends, are American after all.

Luckily, the people of Princeton were very friendly when I voiced my fears. They explained about the heart and soul in their astrophysics, quantum physics, dynamic math, chemistry, and technology education.

They explained about their peace work in connection to big thinkers like Gregory Bateson and Noam Chomsky.

And luckily, my uncle Oswald immediately said he would come too. To help me look after May and to satisfy his curiosity about the place where Einstein and Oppenheimer were schooled.

With my Uncle O. together I dare to go. May will love the new environment, I hope. Children are flexible.

2024 Resolution

So, let me be silent for a bit longer. I have to pack. We have find a place to stay in Princeton. We have to rent out our apartment in Berlin. I have to go visit my mum and dad in London for Christmas to discuss things properly and not over the phone.

I have to host a farewell party for my friends here in Berlin.

And I want to visit my mentor Desiree Driesenaar in Greece or Holland or wherever she is nowadays. She really helped me get this far. She helped me overcome my fear for intellectual women.

She made me strong and made me see lots of the puzzle pieces for a good future in America as much as in Europe and Africa.

She made me see… just made me see sense…

I’ll keep you posted, my friends!

Stay tuned to the noise, music, sound, rhythm of my Gaia Theory journey into the world of intellectualists.

I’ll keep listening to Beyonce on my earphones…

I promise you, I won’t lose my wild streak. But I did change my profile name to Bee Wilder. I know they won’t be as wild out there. And I don’t want to lose the connection…

What do you think? Would I fit in? You should know. Tell me in the comments!

Oh, and if you want to sponsor me even if it is by buying me a coffee, feel invited. I landed a scholarship, but I can’t work to pay for the rest. Texas is most probably very expensive.

And my Uncle O. has to get by on his online assignments in between spending loads of time to take care of May and help her with her schoolwork.

She was going to ‘Kindergarten’ and school in Germany until now.

So, the language thingy is also a… thingy…

Buy me a coffee. Or let’s chat.

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